(If you wanna see just a bit of my face - and I'm sorry there's not more - just click on the pic for an unobstructed view of the little there is).
Here I am at a friend's London house immersed in my quite rare particular fetish, and relaxed about pics of me being taken. This friend shared my kink for army gear but whereas his was an interest because of the military angle, which I'm with too, my need goes much deeper and wider than only that. It extends to the colour, the feel of the cloths, the smell - as well as the mere sight of the printed 'k' word and the sound of it, each encounter giving me a kind of internal electric shock.
This particular visit I can't remember too much about being so long ago, but I do remember him wearing for my benefit those fuckin' sexy army k.d. pants (which I also had and still have - seven or eight pairs!) with the great big fuckin' button-down flap pockets on the back - bum flaps, in effect, which when worn out on a windy day and left unbuttoned, flap up and down freely like little wings - a hypnotic sight to anyone following behind. These macho pants (and their equally sexy k.d. shorts) were standard issue to men serving in the British army in the tropics or in Aden, Cyprus, Malta etc through the 1950s and into the mid-60s. If I'd been in the army at that time, Jesus, I'd have had a permanent hard on - on service duty, on inspection and on parade!😂
I used to fuck those back pockets regularly, just as I did those in my k.d.shorts, and leave my shot cum in there to dry, get flaky and harden until the friction when rubbed against my unhooded cockhead made it too painful, even cutting my nob couple of times and drawing blood, so I just had to put the pants or shorts in the wash - and then start pumping them all over again.
But those army pants just blow my mind even now, and I'm sure they must be the sexiest trousers ever created. I've often wondered if the guy who first designed them, whoever he was, was gay. I shouldn't have been surprised if he was.
On this day when my then friend took photos of me in various positions I suppose we must also have had wild sex. It's all a bit of a blur now as I've had so many guys over my lifetime - in the hundreds, easily (the vast majority, of course, just casual 'quickie' sucks and tossings off with strangers in shithouses, parks, bushes, run-down buildings, shelters, shop doorways etc - and in a car park behind a bottle bank skip) But I'm sure that when I and this friend did get down to it he must have given that spotless and smooth bum of mine, as it was then, a good old licking, including his slurping greedily and noisily on my own puckered shithole while I gasped and moaned in exhilarated ecstasy. And even if I say so myself, how could he have resisted it? 😄
And here, to finish, I've added further pics of those army pants with the bum-flaps I referred to, spanking new at this time, and which I so like(d) to wear (and fuck). I wish the pics were clearer but they were taken around the same time as the above but in my own spare bedroom. In fact I can pin the date down exactly when they were taken. I was having to listen to the wedding of Charles and Diana which the (gay) chap in the flat above me had blaring out from his T.V., his windows open it being a hot day - so`1981 it was.
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